I Wrote You A Song

I Wrote You A Song

By

Nathan Caleb Camerer

I wrote you a song, but I can’t sing

I can’t dance and I can’t talk,

But I’m standing here telling you everything

A late night ad on television

For pennies a day, I can save a starving musician’s life

He can sing and dance

Will he sing you my song?

It started out about a shot across my bow

A warning I paid little heed to

Full steam ahead

Dive, dive, dive

There was a line about avoiding the coastline

Stay in deep waters

The waves can be too high at sea though

Our vessel more suitable to streams and rivers

Maybe he can sing to you about death

The “Big Sleep” that awaits us all

How I hope you’ll be by me then

How I hope the gravedigger digs two,

But keeps them shallow enough that we can feel the rain

Those songs have been sung

I wrote you a song, but I can’t dance

I can’t sing and I can’t talk

I’m just standing here telling you everything

I’ll have him sing about “love”

He has the crooners voice that’ll make you swoon,

Especially if singing about “love”

I’ll write lines about how strong my love is

I can write about how I will always love you more

It’s so hard to please you though

Gifts just gathering dust in the closet

Forgotten children of a broken marriage

You wanted those shoes so bad

That hasn’t been sung about yet

Or has it?

What if he sings about “dreams”?

Too cliché

There are too many songs about “dreams”

Shattered dreams and broken dreams

Acquired and unattainable

Dreams of forever and dreams of tomorrow

The song could be about that I guess

There’s always room for one more

I wrote you song, but I can’t talk

I can’t sing and I can’t dance

I’m just standing here telling you everything

The starving musician is gone now

Moved on to better paying gigs

Nickels a day is better than pennies

Your song, the one I wrote for you

It just sits on a shelf

High up in the closet

Shrouded by dust and shadows

Out of sight and out of mind

Next to those shoes I bought you

The best place for it

It wouldn’t change anything

A song can’t change a person

A song can’t fix a relationship

I wrote you a song anyway

I wrote you a song about “you”

I wrote you song, but I can’t sing

I can’t dance and I can’t talk

I’m just standing here telling you everything

I wrote you a song

It was your song…